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When we arrived at my friend’s home in Shanxi just after midnight, someone opened the door to greet us. The room was dark, but judging by the voice, I knew it was her mother. A flashlight turned on, and the humble apartment brightened. I immediately handed a box of special New Year cakes to her mom, as it is a Chinese practice to bring a gift to the host. She then explained that the electricity in some of the rooms was out but should be fixed in the upcoming days. I didn’t think much of it until the next morning when I realized that meant no hot water for a shower.

Three days later, still with no electricity, my hair was so oily that I probably could have fried an egg on it. I glared enviously at my friend who still had perfectly clean-looking hair. In despair, I dunked my head in a basin of hot water that I boiled from a kettle. Later on in the week, the electricity came back on, but oddly the hot water did not. Going without a shower for several days soon became the norm. I even started mimicking my friend’s habit of re-wearing outfits. At least, she had an excuse since she only brought four changes of clothes home. I, who packed my entire closet, had no such justification.

The week leading up to Chinese New Year was spent watching hours upon hours of television. To my friend, who had spent the past three months holed away in the library, this was a real treat. There wasn’t a show that didn’t catch her interest. She flipped back and forth between dating games, Chinese historical dramas and a spinoff of Friends. A favorite of hers was a show based on the classical Chinese novel, Journey to the West, in which a Monkey King, born from a stone, possesses mystical powers.

While it became evident that Americans and Chinese both enjoy spending lazy days on the couch watching TV, I noticed the big difference is in what we choose to snack on. As there were no processed foods in the apartment, my friend munched on sunflower seeds and fruit. Despite eating frequently, her diet consisted only of fresh foods. Freshest of all were the pig feet cooked for dinner on New Year’s Eve…

当我们午夜时分到达我朋友在山西的家时,有个人给我们开了门并打了招呼。房间里虽然很黑,但听那声音应该是我朋友的妈妈。打开手电筒,一束光线照亮了小小的公寓。遵循中国拜访的礼数,我马上将一盒新年糕点递给朋友的妈妈作为礼物。她之后告诉我们一些房间现在没有电了,但很快就会修好。我当时没有想太多,直到第二天早上才意识到也没有热水可以洗澡。三天过去了,还是没有来电,而我的头发已经油到可以煎鸡蛋了吧。转眼一看我朋友,仍然是一头看上去很干净的秀发,顿时好生嫉妒。无计可施的我最后只好用水壶煮了一壶热水,然后倒在水盆里来洗头发。过了几天,终于来电了。但奇怪的是热水却还有来。很快地,连续几天不洗澡已经似乎成了习惯。我甚至还学起了我的朋友,开始重新穿上换下来的脏衣服。但至少她是因为只带了四套换洗的衣物不够穿,而我,这个几乎带了整个衣橱过来的人,完全没有任何这样的借口。
过年前的那一个星期是在看电视中度过的。对于之前在图书馆闷了三个月的我的朋友来说,这简直就是享受。没有一个节目是她不喜欢的。她每天在各个电视节目之间转换,从相亲节目看到古装剧,还有时不时地看一下“老友记”。她最喜欢的一部剧叫做“西游记”,是根据一部中国古代小说改编的,讲的是关于一个从石头里出生的猴王有着神奇力量的故事。
虽然美国人和中国人好像都很喜欢窝在沙发上懒散地看电视,但我发现我们吃的零食却不一样。整个房子里面几乎没有加工过的食物,我的朋友会吃葵花籽和各种水果。她虽然吃得很勤,但却都是新鲜的食材。然而,这其中最新鲜的却要数年夜饭里的炖猪脚了。。。